User blog comment:Corbus/A Game Of Fate/@comment-4423064-20121112202831/@comment-25220117-20121114093907

His spirits boosted somewhat by the aid of his rather unlikely allies, the mercenary tightens his hold on the squirrel's throat, using all his force to squeeze what sorry life it had out of it while pushing himself slowly away by his legs, so as not to be crushed by the weight of two bodies